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It was raining really hard, I’m standing under an empty shed And the sky wasn’t starred, Seems like all the lights were dead You came under the umbrella, With your face neither happy nor sad I looked up hoping to see the Capella, But still the sky seemed mad Slowly, I glanced at you, I caught you staring at me Then the wind hardly blew, The freezing rain fell free Suddenly, the shower stopped You smiled, I blushed Overwhelmed, my gaze dropped, And everything around hushed Then lights started flickering, I thought they were the stars But no, they weren’t shimmering, The fireflies were ours
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
Fireflies
It was raining really hard, I’m standing under an empty shed And the sky wasn’t starred, Seems like all the lights were dead You came under the umbrella, With your face neither happy nor sad I looked up hoping to see the Capella, But still the sky seemed mad Slowly, I glanced at you, I caught you staring at me Then the wind hardly blew, The freezing rain fell free Suddenly, the shower stopped You smiled, I blushed Overwhelmed, my gaze dropped, And everything around hushed Then lights started flickering, I thought they were the stars But no, they weren’t shimmering, The fireflies were ours
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
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